The Musical

I had the idea a few years ago that a book of short stories might be worth trying to publish. That idea fizzled out and I was left with a few halfway decent stories unpublished. They aren't quite as raunchy as most of my postings, but this is one of them and I hope you enjoy it.

The Musical

Part 1

The Audition

Here was my dream come true.

You are too young, nobody is going to take you seriously. This is a part for a mature actor and dancer of immense stature. If this comes off the promoters are going to demand a big name to play the part. You're twenty-two for God sake, how can you possibly expect to be taken seriously.

I had been listening to this kind of comment for weeks. Ever since I had told my dance class that I was going to the audition. They were going to resurrect the old Fred Astaire -- Ginger Rodgers musical `Top Hat', and put it back on Broadway. Fred had been dead for more years than I could remember, but what a dancer, yes he could sing and act as well, but his dancing, perfection personified. I knew I was as good, yeah I know, bighead, arrogant little shit, but I was. I could dance the pants off any one I knew, I could sing and I knew that given the opportunity I could act.

"I'm, putting on my top hat", I didn't need a script I knew every word of the whole film. I sang and danced for the people I couldn't see sat in the auditorium. I wasn't even nervous. God I wanted this role, more than anything in my life, I wanted this role.

"Thank you Mr. Donovan."

That was it, I now had a couple more hours to sweat it out for some response to my performance.

"Thank you Gentlemen, Mr. Andrews was most impressed with the standard but unfortunately there is only one part. He would like Messrs. Archer, Donovan and Clarke to stay. He has asked that the rest of you consider returning for the auditions for the other dance roles next week."

I nearly died, down to the last three for the principle role.

"Gentlemen, thank you. I would like David Archer and Anthony Clarke to have a look at this script portion and be ready to perform it in about half an hour. Mr. Donovan I'd like you to come with me."

We went through to the theatre office and Mike Andrews told me to sit.

"You are Peter Donovan aren't you?"

"Yes Sir." I said.

"Please call me Mike, Peter. I was most impressed with your performance. The promoters however are going to want a David Archer or an Anthony Clarke in the lead role and no words from me are going to change that. All I can offer you is the understudy role. What we do then is pray that sometime the lead role goes sick. Between you and me, I think you are better than both of them. How do you feel about that?"

"I know this is an arrogant statement Mike, but I know I am better than the other two as well. I also know that I am a complete unknown. I would like to stay and be the understudy, and I'll pray for the miracle."

"Good boy, come and help me choose the lead role."

We went through to the auditorium again and I sat next to Mike as he re-auditioned David and Anthony for the lead.

David Archer got it and was introduced to me as his understudy.

"Bit young isn't he Mike?"

"Yes David, but he'll steal the show if you ever miss a performance."

Wrong thing to say, David Archer immediately hated my guts. No chance of any co-operation there to help me in my role.

Mike Andrews was almost certainly the best director on Broadway. Promoters fell over themselves to have him direct their shows. The amazing thing was he had not yet turned thirty. I was in total awe of his achievements and found it difficult to string two words together in his company.

"Peter, tell me a little about yourself, and I'll take you to dinner."

Wow, Mike Andrews was taking me to dinner. I could probably get the lead on any Broadway show after this. Not serious, well, not quite.

We went to a top restaurant, got tons of nods from acquaintances, had a high profile table and a fantastic meal. Actually, I could have been eating sawdust and not known it.

Next morning the papers were full of the `new talent' that Mike Andrews was nurturing who had been at dinner with him the previous night. I was staggered. Not nearly as much as I was though when Mike rang me to invite me for lunch that day.

I was on cloud nine.

"Peter, hello, I'm so pleased you could make it."

He took my hand, held it for far longer than was necessary and said.

"Can you stay with me for the rest of the day and have dinner with me tonight, in my apartment?"

I nearly died. "Of course Mike, no problem at all, I would be delighted."

I was gibbering. Well what do you expect? Just about the most famous director on Broadway was inviting me to a cosy dinner for two in his apartment. Wrong. The reality was about twenty people for a buffet. Don't get me wrong, it was great, nearly everybody there was somebody and Mike was really good about introducing me and making me feel comfortable.

"Peter. All these people will have gone by about nine, will you stay?"

"Of course Mike, I would love to."

He looked at me a little embarrassed as he said, "I mean all night."

I returned his look and realised he was asking me to sleep with him.

"Wow, the answer is still yes."

He smiled then and took my hand as he said, "I'm so pleased."

He had fathomed early that I was Gay. I had missed it with him, but now I was going to find out big time.

The guests gradually departed and Mike was left with no one but me.

"Peter, this is not one of those casting couch things. You have your contract, and that is sound with or without this. You can leave anytime you like and your role is safe. Do you understand?"

"Yes I think so. You want to go to bed with me but if I say no you will still work with me as David's understudy."

"That is correct, is that ok?"

"That's more than ok Mike."

He took me in his arms then and gave me a gentle kiss.

"You turned me on the second you walked on stage at the audition. I am so pleased you are a talent because I don't know how we could have reached this point if you hadn't been. I've never done the casting couch thing just to get someone into my bed."

I laughed, he was so sincere. The hard-nosed director that puts the fear of God into his cast had obviously left with the rest of the guests. What I had here was a man, not terribly sure of himself on a first date. It was truly endearing and I suddenly felt like the elder of the two of us. So, I took the lead and pulled him gently back into my arms and kissed him how I meant it. Loads of passion. I wanted to be in bed with this man, not just because he was famous but because he was adorable.

I continued kissing him as I unbuttoned his shirt, running my hands over his chest and up his back as I pulled it clear of his trousers. I nuzzled his neck and tweaked a nipple. The sharp intake of breath told me I had reached one sensitive erogenous zone. I bent and licked the same nipple feeling it go rigid under my tongue. I went back to his lips and said,

"You taste really nice Mike, I think I am going to enjoy eating you all up for supper."

He laughed and replied, "I don't think you'll get any complaint on that score if the first nibble is a good example of what I can expect. Come along, I think I know of a better dining room than this. I've always called it the bedroom before, but what's in a name."

We both laughed as he led me through to about a half acre of bedroom. It was fantastic.

"Wow Mike, you could have held tonight's party in here."

"Nah, this is just for my orgies."

He was grinning as he said it or I might have run for the door. Not my scene.

I continued undressing him, taking my time and really turning him on. My tongue and lips were working overtime. I left him in his boxers for ages while I licked all round them, just nuzzling his cock occasionally as I passed from thigh to belly. I could hear his breathing becoming laboured as I sensitised every inch of him and he tried to remain in control. Eventually I slid his boxer down and buried his cock in my mouth as it sprang clear, taking it all down in one before sliding my mouth back up his shaft leaving just the head inside while I swirled my tongue round it. He was uncut so it was lovely and sensitive, he forced me away from it with his hands almost instantly.

"Jeez Peter, you had better back off for a few minutes or I am going to cum all over you. You are one very hot lover."

He pulled me up to give me a lovely tender kiss on the lips before starting on me. It didn't take him long to find out how turned on he made me. My cock was rigid, pulled in hard against my belly. Like him I am uncut, it was a pity he was such a turn on because previous boyfriends have told me how sexy it is to watch my foreskin pull back over my glans as I get erect. Mike would have to wait for another time to see that.

He kissed the head and cupped my balls in one hand, rolling them round between his fingers. The other hand he used to pull my cock away from my belly so that he could take it in his mouth. And what a mouth, he was obviously no novice, it felt fantastic. I had to do the same to him as he had done to me after just a couple of minutes.

We were both so hot that I thought we would set the bedding on fire as he eased me down onto it. I guessed I was about to be the bottom very soon after that because he started to attack my rosebud with his tongue and fingers, sliding one inside me quickly followed by another one as he felt me relax. His other hand continued to work my cock and balls. He was good, the best I had ever been to bed with. I was usually a top but not a virgin and he was not huge, just a nice average cock, about six or seven inches long and not too thick. He got a condom and some lube from the bedside draw and positioned himself between my legs.

"Is this ok Peter?"

"Oh yes Mike, more than ok. I want you to fuck me."

He was gentle, considerate and totally awesome. His penis felt as though it was fully articulated once it was inside me, it was everywhere. I was squirming and writhing almost enough to topple him off me I was so turned on. My orgasm came like a jet fighter firing all guns, I started to gasp and scream as I pumped my love juice over my head and face in several powerful jets before it slowed down and covered my chest and belly. Of course my butt muscles were working in tune to my spurts and brought Mike to orgasm as well. It was bloody marvellous. I lay gasping after we had both been drained. He stayed inside me and just fell forward, resting on my chest and kissing me gently all over my face.

"Peter that was beautiful, you are one very lovely boy."

"Well thank you kind Sir. I take it you enjoyed that?" I was grinning as I said it and then more seriously, "Stay inside me Mike and do it again."

"I don't think that will be too difficult." And I could already feel him getting hard again. It felt wonderful as his cock expanded inside me.

As he started fucking me with long slow strokes my own cock was once again rigid and after he had played with it for a few minutes was ready to explode again.

"Oh Mike I am going to cum again, please fuck me hard."

It was great, both of us had tremendous orgasms again and it had only taken a few minutes.

When he could talk again he laughed as he said,

"I think there is a strong possibility we turn each other on."

All I could do was gurgle like a baby. He was incredible. We did a quick clean up job in the shower and fell straight back into bed cuddling each other.

"Peter, I want you around rather a lot I think. Would you like to come on my payroll as an assistant until we start rehearsing?"

"I would love to Mike."

"Would you also like to move in here, you can have your own room, but I hope you won't want to use it for sleeping."

"Wow, this is very fast Mike, are you sure?"

"Categorically, yes."

"I would love to."

I was getting repetitive but, everything he suggested I really did want to do.

"Good, we'll work out the details tomorrow. In the meantime, can I fuck you again."

I laughed, "Are you a male nympho Mr. Andrews?"

He laughed and said, "Around you, yes. You are so hot Peter and so wonderful to make love to."

"In that case how could I possibly say no. One condition, I get ten minutes at least to indulge my desire to play in your genital area."

"Hmmm, yes please."

He was gorgeous to eat. Being uncut his head was very pale and super sensitive, the shaft was as straight as an arrow. On him it looked perfect. He had a neat body as well with very little hair. I just loved everything about him. He was so responsive to my ministrations he made me feel good without even touching me.

When he fucked me for the third time it was slow and languorous. I don't know how long he stayed inside me gently fucking me with long slow strokes. I know I had two more orgasms and a third mighty one when he upped his pace and came inside me again.

"Oh, Mike, that was so good. If you do this to me every night I will never be able to work in the mornings."

He laughed and said, "That's ok, we'll start a new trend and rehearsals will be from lunch time onwards instead of the disgusting hours we normally work."

He wasn't serious, but it would have been nice to wake up and have cuddles and kisses instead of what transpired, which was a mad panic most days to untangle ourselves and get to the theatre on time.

Before rehearsals started, I learnt a lot about the management and directing side of getting a production into the theatre. Mike found me so quick to learn that during rehearsals when I wasn't required for understudying I still worked with him. I very quickly became the go between for the cast when they had a query or bitch with Mike, except of course for David Archer who studiously ignored me.

It was a fantastic experience for me. Whatever happened between Mike and I would still result in me gaining knowledge that years of hard work would not have garnered. As it transpired Mike and I went on for a long time and very quickly became accepted as a couple. I was so lucky, his patronage opened doors for me that even established stars couldn't open. He paid me well as an assistant and I was paid for my role as well. With no outgoings, I very quickly built a rainy day fund that would keep me safe if I hit a bad spell.

I was amazed at the things that I collected without paying for them. Mike assured me he didn't either.

"Free advertising Peter. You and I are high profile people on Broadway. If we wear Gucci, or Yves St. Laurent, loads of other people will too. Sales soar and we have more than paid for being clotheshorses. Same with all your smellies, your underwear, as long as you show the waist band frequently enough, your shoes, everything. Makes life good doesn't it?"

"Mike, this is great, even if it ended tomorrow what I have with you has been fabulous."

He took me in his arms when I said that and looking into my eyes he said,

"It's not going to end any time soon from this side Peter. You know I love you don't you."

I actually didn't. It had never occurred to me that what we had was more than just for the duration of the show and then we would both move on. Me a lot richer for the experience and happy that I had such a wonderful lover for that time.

"Mike, that is wonderful. I haven't dared to fall in love with you because I didn't think you would want me after the show closed. You have been a fantastic lover, you have given me more than I could ever have wished for at this stage in my life, but love. Phew, that is really heady stuff. I have admired you ever since I was a kid, I have loved what we have now, but you sound as though you are thinking long term and that is too awesome for me to consider even."

"Well, start considering because I mean it. Peter you are adorable, I can't imagine life without you now. I really do love you so much."

He kissed me then and I cried. Well, so would you if you had any soul. This gorgeous, famous man loved me. He had made me so happy for the last couple of months. I had stored up enough happiness with him to last me years and he was offering me it on a long-term basis.

Rehearsals went well, David continued to ignore me and used to get quite huffy with me when we shared the stage because I know I was upstaging him with my ability.

Mike continued to love me and make love to me most nights. I still worked for him as an assistant when I wasn't required for rehearsals and we continued to be seen as a couple all round New York. The theatre columns speculated on our relationship but none came out with the truth. Mike was not known as a gay director, I had no history so to all intents and purpose I was just his protégé. It was fun.

The show opened and Mike had another success on his hands, it played to full houses for a long time with David Archer being the only one drawing criticism from the theatre papers.

"He's beginning to show his age, wouldn't a younger man do the job better."

The producers were unhappy, they could see the show having too short a run to be hugely profitable.

"Mike do we have an alternative to David Archer if we lever him out of the role?"

I was sat next to Mike in the auditorium at the time the producer broached that question.

"Yes Charles, my first choice for the part was a complete unknown who you would not accept if you remember, because he is only twenty two."

"I know, can we get hold of that chap and let me have a look at him sometime soon?"

"Hmmm, how about in five minutes time?"

"Is he still here with the cast then Mike?"

"No, he's sat next to me. You know my assistant, Peter Donovan."

I received an incredulous look from the man and five minutes later with every one sent home except for June who was playing Ginger's old role, and the orchestra, I was on stage dancing with her.

When we finished the applause from the two people in the auditorium and the orchestra made me blush.

"Mike, buy out David Archer's contract, get yourself a new understudy and put that boy in the lead role."

I was over the moon. Charles did some fantastic, and fast, promotional work. Mike had me in rehearsal until he had worn out June and her understudy and had me on my knees.

The last day before I took the lead I was exhausted. I lay down on the stage and burst into tears.

"I'm sorry Mike," I sobbed, "I can't do any more, please let me rest for a little while."

He was on the stage with me in his arms before I knew it. Kissing me gently all over my face and whispering in my ear.

"I'm sorry baby, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me."

Well that was our cover blown. The cast and orchestra now could have no doubt about our relationship.

"Ok. Everyone, that's it for today. Tomorrow you have a new leading man. It would be very nice if he could get his first performance out of the way before it becomes known that he is the Director's lover."

No one said a word. However, I did get his wish. Moreover, for my debut performance tickets were changing hands at three and four times face value. I was a hit, I took seven curtain calls all to standing ovations. The theatre papers were fulsome in their praise. The comment at the end in all of them was that Mike Andrews had a new star and a new lover. Wasn't it lucky for him they were one and the same person.

We did make one public relations boo boo that night though. Mike whisked me away immediately after the performance and we went home to make love. I cried most of the night I think. I was just so overwhelmed by the gentleness with which Mike made love to me. I was so happy to be with this man, and know that in future I did not have to hide my feelings. Yes I had fallen in love with him. It had been more difficult not to do so. In every way he showed me that he loved me. The rehearsals were so exhausting because his love for me could not conceive of me being anything other than a smash hit on my first night.

"Mike, thank you, thank you, thank you. You have given me so much and made me the happiest guy in the world tonight. I love you so much."

"Peter, I love you so much as well. Do you know that is the first time you have ever said it?"

"Mmm, but I have known it from the day you first told me you loved me. I just took a little while to really believe I could be that lucky."

The new understudy was a dancer/actor that Mike had worked with before so we soon had him fit to stand in for me if needed. It was a fun time. The workload dropped as we became a more cohesive crew.

Mike and I were entertained almost every night after the show. Everyone in New York appeared to want us at their party. It really was fantastic. I was reeling from all the attention. Only a few months ago I had been a complete unknown shooting at the moon for a major role in a Broadway show and now the Director was my lover and I was the talk of the town.

Not often enough for me, but as often as we could we went straight back to the apartment after the show and made love. It never palled, I made Mike happy and he transported me to paradise. Lying in his arms after one of these wonderful sessions, he said.

"I have a new project on offer Peter when this show no longer warrants a star like you in the lead role, and I can leave an assistant director in charge. The problem is that I think I will need an army of protectors for you if I give you the lead."

"That sounds intriguing," I said snuggling up even closer in his arms, "What is it, a nude show or something?"

I laughed as I said it. I knew I had become a bit of a heartthrob to boys and girls alike since I took the lead. I was pretty damn cute even if I did say so myself.

"Not quite, but you will be showing a lot more than you did in this show. You will be wearing swim briefs for one scene and it will be difficult to hide what you have here," he said grasping my cock.

"You'll have to come into my dressing room and jack me off just before I go on for that scene then so that I stay completely flaccid. Or if you can't do it find a pretty little fluffer to do it for me."

He pulled away from me and looked in my eyes, very worried.

"It's ok Mike, I was only joking, about the fluffer, not you."

We both laughed but it registered with me that Mike loved me enough to be jealous.

The new show was based around the Beach Boys Music and was fun.

"Top Hat", had been running for a year with me in the lead role. My understudy and Mike's understudy took over and we disappeared to Europe for two months while Mike's new assistant director did the groundwork for the new show to be called "California." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Part 2 in a couple of days.